Short Bumble Bee Poems
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Bumble BEE
I Flutter and fly
Got stripe yellow/black body
Stringer my beehind zzzz!!
10/30/17
by James Edward Lee Sr.
You are my flower
Sting me like a bumble bee
Reaching far within
In front I can clearly see
The merger of our caress
Russell Sivey
exotic jasmine
exuding exuberance ~
tempered thirst tantrum
pink perfumery
nature’s nourishing nectar ~
busy bumble bee
He lived unsober and high
Thinking he could fly
like a bumble bee
But he couldn't be
He did try
but fell and died before reaching sky
I licked up a bumble bee
think he thought I was Pee Wee
so he bit my knee
did it all for free
on the count of one two three
red cardinal walks
rim of pollen coated bath....
considers options
bumble bee buzzes~ distracts
cardinal drinks~ bathes fast~ flies
F Flight has to calibrate gravity, mass, velocity ...
L Laws of physics "say" Bumblebees cannot fly
Y You forgot to tell the Bumblebees: watch them fly, fly, fly!
Eat a little grub worm
Nosh a little fly
Gobble down a bumble bee
In a humble pie.
Spin you a spider web
Knit you a shawl
Wrap it up in christmas paper
Purchased at the mall.
Buzzy the busy bumble bee
Has his sharp sting on aim at me.
"If you want my honey
Then show me your money.
Buzzy the bee does not work free."
For Carolyn's and John's bug contest
Tied for no.3
Hello little bumble bee
Come and have a cup of tea
A golden nectar waits for thee
Taste the sweetness, you will see
Yellow faces smile with glee
We'll make a sunny place to be
Please come and sit awhile with me
Bee
yellow
bumble bee
pretty flowers
sweet nectar flowers
buzzing, drinking, sipping
honeycombs busy making
hopping from one color to the
next takes a lot of flowers and a
lot of bees to make the sweet sweet honey.
Winter’s
end thankfully,
the fresh air of spring soon
beholding with Thrush and Blackbird,
and the Bumble Bee busily humming
along avenues of lilac,
while dry stone walls blend with
the morning mist
at peace!
© Harry J Horsman 2012
Humble,bumble bee
One season's life,fly free
Working the summer scene
Unless crowned,as May Queen
Sometime cousin cuckoo,comes to stay
Her offspring eggs to lay
A nursemaid,then,Spring to Fall
'Til Winter's death knell,calls
The Bumble Bee,
is to heavy to fly,
but no one told it,
don't ever try.
So off it went,
up higher, and higher,
positive thinking,
his strong desire.
Surround yourself,
with Bumble Bees,
these kind of people,
are the friends you need.
Form:
I saw a
yellow
bumblebee
it buzzed along
so happily.
It settled upon
a fiery rose
as if to strike
a picture pose.
It rest awhile
then buzzed away
so I content
went on my way.
(click the pic for a preview of my upcoming book!)
When I observe the flight of a bumble bee,
I wonder how that could ever be!
Such a jumbo-like mass supported by gossamer wings!
'Tis a lovely creature, but beware of its stings!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired (© All Rights Reserved)
Grief hits me in waves, at unexpected times, knocking me into a wall.
Throwing me down stairs, kicking me into a ditch where I land on broken glass.
It rises up like a snake, biting me, or a bumble bee stinging me with meanness.
I am helpless and an orphan.
Come over and sit here with me
In the shade of this stately tree
I've made us a pot of herbal tea
We'll relax and watch a bumble bee
Chilling out, just you and me
Stirring our lovely cup of tea
Leave our worries all at sea
For a moment set our minds free
I noticed a little bee,
it buzzed as it flew around me,
it landed on a flower,
a flower it did devour,
it stuck in its head to get the pollen,
and wiggled its sticking out bottom,
it then flew away back to the nest,
and when it arrives it'll have a rest.
Warm radiance shining down on me,
Cool splashes and popsicle sticks,
The buzzing of a busy bumble-bee,
A fierce crackle from campfire licks.
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Date: May 14th, 2019
Summer Quatrain Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Caren Krutsinger
Poetry Type: Quatrain
A Bumble bee was bumbling
Buzzing around the bramble bush
Beautiful buttercups were blooming
Their nectar waiting to sip
Bumble bee bumped into a flower
He took a sip and lost his power
Felt silly good so thought he would shower
Into the flower took a dip
God created
for our delight
beautiful butterflies
in colors so bright.
Winged treasures
I call them as they
dance by,
what is more beautiful
than a butterfly?
A rose you say!
A bumble bee?
Well,
no matter,
God created all three!
May 8, 2003
Cynthia
Nature" is what we see—
The Hill—the Afternoon—
Squirrel—Eclipse—the Bumble bee—
Nay—Nature is Heaven—
Nature is what we hear—
The Bobolink—the Sea—
Thunder—the Cricket—
Nay—Nature is Harmony—
Nature is what we know—
Yet have no art to say—
So impotent Our W
Buzzing around with your trademark sound
Utilizing nectar
Master pollinator
Body covered in fuzzy hair
Lively colours
Envelope with flair
Beautiful announcement of summer they bring
Environmentalists your praise they sing
Energetic little friend let us not see your end
Busy…Buzzing…Bumble Bee
Busy Buzzing Bottling Honey
Jumbo Bundled Bumble Bee
With Bold-Brown Buttoned Bottoms
And Billowy Belted Blemished Top
All well-suited for yet another
Busy-Busy Beautifully-Buzzing
Kind of Day
Bottling Golden Malted Honey
For the Bubble-Blowing Honey-Bee…•